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I juss came home I ain't got no loot I ain't tryin' to sell drugs I ain't tryin' to shoot I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even wearin' a suit But the only job I got is to make hot soup
I juss came home I ain't got no loot I ain't tryin' to sell drugs I ain't tryin' to shoot I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even wearin' a suit But the only job I got is to make hot soup
Open day, now you release Peeps back on the streets You don't want no peace Need a job or sumthin' Before you start robbin' sumthin' Tryin' to be made Like you in the mob or sumthin'
X-tra curicular activities swift You can't hit the streets ‘Cuz dese niggas a snitch See yo foul nigga And he on yo ass He wanna violate you You ain't got no cash
You gotta see him every Tuesday Before twelve But fuck dat you come late And he send you back Peep dis One day you made up some shit
You told him You was late ‘cuz ya moms is sick He said okay next time I send you away You bettah piss in this cup Get to urinate You thought he a homo So baliff analyze He juss turn around And juss pissed out your St. Ines Reinact it always gotta take attractive Ayo P.O. when I'm gon be inactive
While I'm on weekly Switch that up I get a job soon You could stitch that up I'm gon be a rapper A-yo be real famous
Always on TV Neva sayin' lame shit Give me some slacc A-yo plus the fact A-yo I gotta job nigga Yo I'm gon rap
juss came home I ain't got no loot I ain't tryin' to sell drugs I ain't tryin' to shoot I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even wearin' a suit But the only job I got is to make hot soup
I juss came home I ain't got no loot I ain't tryin' to sell drugs I ain't tryin' to shoot I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even wearin' a suit But the only job I got is to make hot soup
What up boo Yeah, what you mean I ain't callin' you, collect I'm home You messin' wit me tonite What you mean Trump International Nah, I was thinkin' more like a walk or sumthin' I ain't got no paper
If you want honey, bettah have money If you want some ass bettah get some cash It's like when I came home life went too fast When I left the streets, yo I was the man
Now I'm comin' bacc home New face, new fam I gotta beard Before I ain't had no hair On my face Used to diss me On the regular
So what I ain't got a haircut No new sneakas I got old ass Tim's Goin' bacc to the hood Playin' ball on the same rims Tellin' niggas I rhyme Let me shyne
At block parties o, I left right day A-yo I'm real serious Sell drugs all day I'm gon get on 1st tracc that I spit on
I'm gon lace it Smuther you and plus taste it I get my shit upgraded Yours race it Now that it's on My girl rocc
Louie Baton, Gucci Bently, Prada, Escada Now that it's on It's like my chic gotta alota Everything she's suppossed to
She the only one that I'm close to Otha people is snakes I got so much beef for these niggaz on Jakes Its like some of 'em real most of 'em fake
I juss came home I ain't got no loot I ain't tryin' to sell drugs I ain't tryin' to shoot I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even wearin' a suit But the only job I got is to make hot soup
I juss came home ain't got no loot I ain't tryin' to sell drugs I ain't tryin' to shoot I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even wearin' a suit But the only job I got is to make hot soup
Yo yo, yo yo, dis a story man ‘Bout a nigga comin' home man He ain't tryin' to hustle man, nahimean But a nigga was forced to do that, nahimean A nigga still came out on top ‘Cuz he hustled, he sold his cracc But then he startin' sellin' rap And he's still doin' that Ya, rat bastardz